A Likely Story!

We were waiting in the queue for the doors to open at the multiplex cinema. It was showing a film that I had heard was really good so I was keen to go but my husband was only there under sufferance.

‘That woman standing near the doors. You must be able to see her. I thought she was on her own but she keeps talking as if she’s with someone. But I’m almost certain I saw a little dog poke his head out of her bag. Surely she’s not going to take him into the cinema?’

‘As long as she doesn’t interfere with us what does it matter what the woman takes in?’

‘Well, I hope the management doesn’t catch her. She shouldn’t take a dog into the cinema.’

Next thing the doors opened and we lost sight of her as in the mad rush to find the screen that was showing our film she disappeared from view. However, once inside I saw that she was sitting three rows in front of us. I nudged my husband,

‘Look, there she is again and I was right she’s just put the dog on the seat next to her.’

‘Well, as long as the dog doesn’t start barking halfway through the film, I’m not bothered.’

Anyway, the film started but I could hardly take it in as I was mesmerised by how the dog behaved throughout the film. I kept saying to my husband,

‘Did you see that?’

However, for someone who didn’t really want to see this film, he was too engrossed to hear what I had to say. But it was no use, I just could not take my eyes off the little dog as he seemed to react to everything going on in the film. When there was any shouting he dropped his head down. When there was any kissing going on, he covered his eyes with his paws and when there were any comic bits he wagged his tail furiously. I had never seen anything like it.

When the film was over and we were making for the exit, I said to my husband,

‘I’m going to see if I can catch up with that woman but you needn’t hurry...not that he ever did. He has one pace and one pace only...dead slow! So, I rushed on ahead because although our bus stop is just down the road the bus might be early. So I hurried out and eventually, I caught up with her, outside the new Tesco’s.

‘Excuse me,’ I said, ‘ but I couldn’t help noticing you took your little dog into the cinema.’

‘Yes, that’s right,’ she said, ‘But you won’t tell, will you?’

‘No, of course not. I was just so surprised by his reactions to the film. When there was any shouting he dropped his head. When there was any kissing he covered his eyes and he wagged his tail furiously at the funny bits. I was so surprised.’

Thank you for the read and comment. I'm glad you enjoyed this little piece. It came from something someone said to me, years ago. For some reason, it popped into my head and I thought it would make a nice little story.

One of my cats really enjoys watching TV wildlife programmes - she sits in front of the screen for ages. I might take her along next time I go to the pictures! She's a bit of a wuss, though, so nothing too scary.

My new GSD is a wuss too but he does react strongly to dogs and sometimes other animals if they are on TV. He peers right around the screen and behind the television looking for them. He is a wass but loveable with it.

:))))) What a great punchline, Moya! Brilliant! Your story reminds me of all the ladies around here who carry tiny dogs in their expensive bags. There must be a little business somewhere that does a great trade cleaning them. I love the little observation about "one pace and one pace only". Lovely. X

Thank you for the read and comment. I think congratulations are in order for you as I have read but not yet commented on your latest well-deserved accolade. Soon to be rectified but not today. Later I'm having my second cataract done. It will make such a difference, and as it is being done under a general, I'm not too worried. So it's not just the dog that's a wuss.